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My brain hates me. This is proven by a night full of dreams about failing the SAM2 test miserably (it's six lectures worth of material in the in-class part of the test. For serious. Hi brain, stoppit), and about Martha bringing home a new mouse friend to live under my bed.
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I'm going on a run. La.
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I'm going on a run. La.